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Me and Jimmy Crowder and a single cigarette |
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Crouched down in a stall out in the barn |
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Three puffs later we were sick as we could get |
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Prayin we'd get better before we got home |
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She saw me comin through the back door screen |
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I knew the minute that she looked at me |
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Mama knows, Mama knows |
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Sometimes I think she's got a window to my soul |
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Mama knows, Mama knows |
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Even when I think it doesn't show |
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Mama knows |
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Me and Becky Johnson ankle-deep in ocean waves |
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Pants rolled up and hearts out on our sleeves |
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Both needin more than either one of us could get |
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That first love left the sweetest memory |
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Fifteen and shy, didn't tell a soul |
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How is it Mama never has to be told |
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I wasn't home when Mama passed away |
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I didn't get to say I love you |
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But I've got this feelin |
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